(THIS IS A TIMESKIP TO WHEN FIORE WAS FINALLY TRUSTED TO GO TO THE BATHROOM AT SCHOOL AGAIN AND SHE ESCAPED)
Alec watches Fiore pass by him, choosing to ignore her presence and not interact with her in any way to avoid any conflict or further issues in their relationship. Fiore looks over at Alec with a scowl on her face. "Now you're ignoring ME? Okay." She rolls her eyes. Alec shoots a glaring look at Fiore, clearly annoyed and irritated by the comment she had made. "Didn't you not wanna talk to me?" Alec asks. Fiore lets out a slight whine. "And you don't wanna talk to me?" She looks down. "Now now, I never said THAT." Alec crouches down to her. "I'm sorry." Fiore feels ashamed. "Er." Alec looks to the side. "Just.. don't be sorry, Fiore."
"Why do you care." She asks again.. "I have a son, you're young, do the math." Fiore groans. "I don't like math, it's easy." Alec rolls his eyes.
"Ugh.. anyways, are you hungry or something?"
"Yeah."
"Want a happy meal or something?"
"Stereotypical."
"Oh shut it. Yes or no?"
"Yeah?"
"I thought so."
"Can we go?"
"Yeah."
"Okay."
"Yeah, okay."
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"Your parents were right." // DISVENTURE CAMP AFTERMATH
FanfictionA clever child, Fiore, had escaped the hell-hole many call 'school'. Only to find more troubles than easy multiplication for 7 year olds along the way, one of those being an old friend she had known, they were on a reality television show named 'Dis...